|Snow above the river. Good fishing!|
We woke up a bit groggy and tossed down some coffee and oatmeal. Our gear was then transported to Tom's truck and the four of us loaded in, willing, if not ready for our drive to the river. The destination was somewhere on the Grand Ronde in Washington. We have fished it before and so we were eager to get to the water and start snapping things down.
The river was a bit high, a little murky and a whole bunch of cold. We fished hard the entire day and in the end we had hooked eight steelhead, landing four of them. I hooked one and landed it, a wild one, so I set it free. All four of the fish landed were wild so we came home meatless.
On the drive home we stopped at the store and picked up dinner. As we ate our chicken dinner, we watched "The Big Lebowski" and laughed. Gear was re-set and ready for the morning so we hit the sack to get some sleep.
|This wild one hit the bead!|
Sunday brought a 5:00 AM wake-up call. We were moving slower this morning. Not much conversation, a lot of grunting, but not much stimulating conversation. We loaded up and drove down to the Clearwater. This river was much clearer, but the air temperature was colder then up the Rhonde.
We hit the water before the sun did. Casting was crazy! Every cast you had to get the ice off the rod eyes. It took a bit to get the hang of it, but within the hour we were casting and dragging with our usual efficiency.
|Last fish of the day for Tyler.|
We fished till about 11:00 AM and moved to another run. By 1:00 PM I was beat and so I took a break. The sun was out so I stretched out in the rocks and fell fast asleep. The sun was out and it was warm so what did you expect?
|This girl came home with us, she couldn't resist the jig.|
We drove back to Uniontown and packed all our gear. We arrived in Coeur d'Alene at about 6:30 PM and I was home and unpacking by a little after 7:00 PM. I was beat, even with the nap. A good weekend of fishing in the books I hugged Linda, patted Kobi and went to bed.